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A custom built paddle for her teen bottom

She had recently turned 18 and was close to finishing her final year of high school. Her parents had noticed that her behavior was growing increasingly out of control during this final year of school. Her grades were slipping, she was always just “a little” late coming home, and she seemed to have an attitude just about every time she spoke. On this day in particular, things were going to change. Spanking had been the primary form of discipline in this home, for many years, but since she started high school, they were used more sparingly. At the most, she found herself bending over for a hard strapping from her dad’s belt, one to two times a month. But with her behavior growing increasingly out of control, her parents decided that it was time to increase the severity of the spankings she received.

The day came when they received a phone call that she was absent from school, when she had indeed left for school that morning. Education was very important in their home and skipping school was simply not tolerated. A couple hours before she was due to arrive home, her father went out into the garage, to begin a little construction project. He selected a nice piece of heavy oak, left over from a recent shelving project, and got to work building an implement that would make a far greater impression on her 18 year old bottom. While he knew that his belt certainly left her bottom burning, it was not time to take it to the next level. He was building a paddle that would leave her bottom bruised and sore for days. It took him close to two hours to build the paddle and he put a lot of care and detail into it. He knew that it would be receiving a lot of use over the coming months and he wanted to have a paddle that was good enough to really get the job done.

He doubted that she told her friends that she was still spanked at home. At the age of 18, not too many girls still bend over for a spanking, but her parents had decided long ago that as long as she acted the way she did, she would have her bottom spanked. He had also decided that on this day, her friends would not only find out that she was still spanked, but they would witness it 1st hand. The timing could not have been more perfect with the construction of the heavy oak paddle. As he was sanding the final edges on him implement masterpiece, her ride home pulled up in the driveway. Allison and her two closest friends stepped from the vehicle and started to head into the house. He stopped their progress and approached Allison with the new paddle in his hand. She was asked how her day at school was, and she told him that it was fine. This was a big mistake, as not she had the offense of lying to go with her day of skipping school.

That was all he needed to hear to reinforce his initial decision to paddle her in front of her friends. He told her to put down her purse and bend over the hood of the car. She knew better than to argue about a spanking that she was about to receive and did as she was told. Her head was flooded with various emotions. Her 1st concern was the big board that her dad was holding in his hand. She was quite aware of his skills with his leather belt, and even at this age, a spanking from him always brought her to tears. But now here he was with a heavy wooden paddle in his hands and she knew it was going to be bad. She was also quite embarrassed about the fact that her friends were going to see her spanked like a little girl. She had never told anyone that her bottom was still spanked, and this was a horrifying way for them to find out. She was not only concerned with the fact that her friends were going to watch, as this was being done in her driveway, in full view of their neighbors and any car that drove by at the time.

All of her emotions and concerns quickly disappeared as the 1st swat of the paddle landed in her tiny teen bottom. She went from being horribly embarrassed and self-conscious about being spanked in a very public manner, to shocked from the pain of paddle hitting her bottom. A stroke of the belt burned from the very beginning, but this sensation had a lot more pain involved with it. She felt the burning sensation she was used to, but it also felt as if someone had punched both of her butt cheeks. This was not a sensation limited to her skin; she could feel it deep down in her muscles. It literally took her breath away, and before she was able to find her next breath, the next swat one landed. She wanted to be brave in front of her friends, but this went right out the window as the second swat hit in the exact same place as the 1st. The tears build up in her eyes and started rolling down her face. As the third swat was administered with maximum efficiency, her tears turned to full on crying. She was no longer concerned with what her friends thought, and there was really no way of covering up how bad this paddling hurt. The crying became more intense as she did her very best to stay in position, something she had learned many years ago, that was mandatory. Getting out of position had a way of adding to the length of her spankings, and that was something she did not want to happen.

Before it was all over, he had only given her ten swats with the paddle. He was quite impressed with the results and knew that he had made a good decision as far as retiring the belt. He achieved in ten swats the same results it would have taken at least 30 with the belt to achieve. He also knew that these results would be longer lasting as her bottom would be bruised and sore for at least a couple of days. He told her to stand up and sent her friends on home. Allison’s bottom burned like she had never felt before and there was a pulsating pain with every beat of her heart. Her dad was actually being quite nice to her in regards to the public portion of her punishment. The paddling she had just received was for skipping school, but for lying, she would need to be paddled again. Her parents had decided that on those occasions in which a very serious impression needed to be made, that it would not be out of the question for her to have to bare her bottom for a paddling. He knew the moment the lie left her mouth that she would need to have her bottom bared, but he did not see this as appropriate to be done in front of her friends and in the front yard. He walked her into the house and into the dining room, pulled out a chair, told her to drop her pants and panties, and to bend over. He told her that he was now going to demonstrate what happens when she lies. With tears still in her eyes, she lowered her jeans and panties, and presented her bruised bottom to be paddled again.